Anonymous said: So I'm a bit curious because she's been lonely in this timeline. did someone named vindy ever make many friends in yours?

Deathnny scythe by Chickenwhite I’m not sure I’ve ever heard that name before… But hey, friends can be made anywhere and any time, I’m sure she made at least a few.

fandomsandananon said: [You, on the other hand, have actually spent a minimal amount of time with nny in comparison to other people you know, so this is actually a tad awkward.]

You eventually note this awkwardness in Roma and let go.

Deathnny smile by Chickenwhite You’re such a softie.

Anonymous said: So if you're a different godtier, are there any other different godtiers between the alpha and your timelines?

Deathnny smile by Chickenwhite But of course! I’m pretty sure there’s a version of me as each and every possible combination of every classpect, just like there is with everyone. Doom just seems to be the most common one, I think.

Anonymous said: You had a matesprit, but did you also have a kismesis?

Deathnny sadsmile 1 by Chickenwhite Nah, I’m not really built for kismesitudes. Besides, it would be too dangerous for the person-in-question what with me being a friggin’ Lord of friggin’ Doom.

Anonymous said: How on earth does a Lord of Doom die?

Deathnny scythe by Chickenwhite “That is not dead which can eternal lie,
And with strange aeons even death may die.”

Anonymous said: Nnyper, did you have a matesprit?

Deathnny sad smile blush 1 by Chickenwhite Yeah, I did… I was lucky enough to have Cute push me into Meatboy at the right time. Without her, we probably never would have worked up the courage to ask one another out. Which we did. And it was so fucking awkward. It was the best thing ever.

ask-pacific-rim-fandom said: Gipsy knocks on the door. My god she's so happy she finally gets to meet Nny. Grape talks about him all the time! "Hello?" she calls. It's lighter and more upbeat as opposed to Grape's usual bored tone.

You seem to recall that voice somewhat, but it’s far away in your unique memory and very obscured… You go to answer the door, remembering to put your cowl up this time. Better not scare your past/present friends more than strictly necessary.

Deathnny neutral by Chickenwhite M’ello?

fandomsandananon said: [Well that's certainly a hug. In an act of extremely good self preservation you're /not/ going to attempt a booty-touch. Not that that's something you usually do during hugs. Haha. Yes it is.]

You know very well what’s running through Roma’s head. You spent down-near an eternity with that dork yourself, after all. But who even cares, you’re just going to enjoy the hug.

Anonymous said: Have you ever explained as to how you lost half a face?

Deathnny scythe by Chickenwhite I’ve just snuggled so many kittens and gotten so many kitten-kisses that it rubbed my skin clean off. All in the life of a professional kitten-whisperer.

Anonymous said: (boi-SMB) You wander about the falling apart house, looking this way and that at mising floorboards while you explore, before finally finding your way to the kitchen. Most people would think rooming with a guy who calls himself a Homicidal Maniac would be a little more stressful, but it isn't really that bad. His couch is comfy too. To be honest, you prefer living here over Isaac's place. In your pjs; meaning your sweatpants because what the fuck are pjs, you mix up a breakfast drink.

boi-smb-fandomstuck:

jthm-fandom:

You hear a shuffling from the kitchen and immediately awaken. This bed is a lot less comfortable and soft than the one you’re used to, but you suppose that’s what a few decades of neglect and use does to a bed. You’re out of it and into some clothes as quickly as possible and within long, you’ve snuck out to the kitchen, peeking out from around the corner… Only to see a topless man standing by the blender, making himself a sort of smoothie. you stare so hard your glasses fall off.

tiNny startled 1 by ChickenwhiteE-EEP!…


Not that you’re any better off, either. You don’t care HOW many times you play that game, it still makes you lose your shit. You cling to the kid and sob loudly allowing him to sob into the shirt of yours you grabbed during a break between games when the kid pointed out you were half-naked, and don’t even bother trying to hide how broken you are.

"Sh…she… I…I don’t..!" you sob violently against the child; you’re not too manly to cry. You pull the kid tightly to your chest, needing something to hug, burying your face in his hair. Your monocle leans against his glasses off to the side on an end-table near the oreos and empty slushies.

You shake and shiver before finally collecting yourself and mumbling something about a happier game, and glance over to the stack of games. “K-kid, maybe we… should try some’in’ happier..?”

You’re more than quick to nod your head, sobbing grossly into Meatboy as he speaks and you look up at him, eyes red and raw, your tiny body trembling.

"U-uh-huh!…" You agree immediately, big, brown eys full of tears staring up at Meatboy, your shiners matching one another.

It’s a pity future-you don’t have a lot of bright and happy games, but he’s a pretentious prick when it comes to them and very little of his media-consumption actually dapples in the brighter side of the emotional spectrum. Big surprise there.

You -do- manage to spot something, though. Something that -looks- bright and harmless. Something that kind of looks a little more like the games you’re used to.

Getting over there, you pick out the game and look at it before displaying it at Meatboy.

"H-how’s ‘is? It -looks- b-be’er!…" You say, as the bright green-and-brown cube on the cover shines at Meatboy.

Minecraft. This is gonna be good.

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Anonymous said: (boi-SMB) You wander about the falling apart house, looking this way and that at mising floorboards while you explore, before finally finding your way to the kitchen. Most people would think rooming with a guy who calls himself a Homicidal Maniac would be a little more stressful, but it isn't really that bad. His couch is comfy too. To be honest, you prefer living here over Isaac's place. In your pjs; meaning your sweatpants because what the fuck are pjs, you mix up a breakfast drink.

boi-smb-fandomstuck:

jthm-fandom:

You hear a shuffling from the kitchen and immediately awaken. This bed is a lot less comfortable and soft than the one you’re used to, but you suppose that’s what a few decades of neglect and use does to a bed. You’re out of it and into some clothes as quickly as possible and within long, you’ve snuck out to the kitchen, peeking out from around the corner… Only to see a topless man standing by the blender, making himself a sort of smoothie. you stare so hard your glasses fall off.

tiNny startled 1 by ChickenwhiteE-EEP!…


You grin and laugh as he starts to have a great time with your game.

"It is! I love the game to bits, but that’s kind of what my existence is based around. The game isn’t the prettiest one around, bein’ all simple like this, but it’s got the best controls fer miles." You chuckle and lean back in the chair, watching him play. "It’s great fer speedrunnin’, that’s my fav’rite thing ta do."

Most of the day goes on like this, save for you getting up once in awhile to get a new bag of chips or cookies from the kitchen and shifting games around this way and that. You help him clear Super Meatboy and move on to Super Smash Brothers, showing him the differences up to Brawl, the latest Zeldas,

Finally you turn off the wii-u and hand him the 360 controller again.

"This one, I think you’ll love. ‘Scalled Bioshock. ‘Sa horror game, too. I think you’ll like it. Big you does."

You’re already looking at the game with as much excitement as you’ve been riding high on all day and the cover alone is enough to catch your attention.

Oh my Go’, yes! Le’s pu’ i’ on righ’ now!!

You chitter, your head buzzing with sugar and all the amazing games you’ve seen today. The sheer evolution of the graphics alone has been blowing your mind all day and you can’t wait to see where this game is gonna go!

A couple of hours and two sequels later, you’re absolutely inconsolable.

You sob and whine into Meatboy’s shirt as the credits roll, your glasses discarded and eyes red from tears while a soothing song plays in the background, only tearing even more mercilessly at your heart.

E-he-he-helli!…

You cry and sniffle, a tiny, little ball of broken gamer. Not that you didn’t enjoy it, that was the tightest ending you’ve ever seen to any series and you’re going to buy it immediately once it comes out in your timeline, but you still feel like someone drove an icepick through your heart.

Oh, Burial at Sea, thou art a cruel mistress.

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Anonymous said: (boi-SMB) You wander about the falling apart house, looking this way and that at mising floorboards while you explore, before finally finding your way to the kitchen. Most people would think rooming with a guy who calls himself a Homicidal Maniac would be a little more stressful, but it isn't really that bad. His couch is comfy too. To be honest, you prefer living here over Isaac's place. In your pjs; meaning your sweatpants because what the fuck are pjs, you mix up a breakfast drink.

boi-smb-fandomstuck:

jthm-fandom:

You hear a shuffling from the kitchen and immediately awaken. This bed is a lot less comfortable and soft than the one you’re used to, but you suppose that’s what a few decades of neglect and use does to a bed. You’re out of it and into some clothes as quickly as possible and within long, you’ve snuck out to the kitchen, peeking out from around the corner… Only to see a topless man standing by the blender, making himself a sort of smoothie. you stare so hard your glasses fall off.

tiNny startled 1 by ChickenwhiteE-EEP!…


"Fuck yes they’re in 3-D and you don’t even need the dorky blue-and-red glasses for ‘em! Well, some of ‘em, they ain’t all in 3-D. Nintendo, Sony, and Microsoft’r’ competin’ for best games, we got some motion-detectors ‘n’ stuff ‘n’ wireless controllers ‘n’ whatever, ‘n’ not Tron yet, but we’re gettin’ close with Oculus Rift." You grin as the kid’s eyes light up and gently ruffles his hair again, leading him out to the newly rennovated T.V. room where Nny keeps every possible console he could think up alchemized. He’s real easy to get along with, with his love of games.

You boot up the 360 you brought over and pick up the wireless controller, crashing on the couch and leaving room for the kid.

"Lesse, ya like Tomb Raider and Legend of Zelda? Less of a platform guy, are we..?" you smile a little. "Still gonna have ya take a crack at the game I’m the fandom of."

You scroll through the myriad of games on your 360, many of which you’ve completed and beaten over and over, until you get to your namesake, Super Meatboy. You gently hand him the controller and watch him, chuckling. It might be a little bit of culture shock to go from PS1 to a 360.

"After this… hmm… You wanna see the latest Legend of Zeldas? They’re pretty good." You already begin to plan the day; start with your thing, ease him into Nintendo, then blast him with Bioshock and Resident Evil, maybe.

You practially bounce after Meatboy as he takes you to the TV room, already gawking a little at the sheer size of the television as the two of you sit down and you’re handed the controller. When the game comes on and blasts the title screen at you, you stare for exactly one second, before that excited grin and the Christmas lights return to your face.

'Oly smokes, this looks AWESUM!

You giggle excitedly, starting it up and instantly finding yourself thrown into the action, a concentrated, but still over-joyed look on your face as you get used to the controller and the controls, promptly dying several times, but tenaciously keeping up and trying again. You’ve never seen a game look so good and fluent, the animation is incredible!

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Anonymous said: (boi-SMB) You wander about the falling apart house, looking this way and that at mising floorboards while you explore, before finally finding your way to the kitchen. Most people would think rooming with a guy who calls himself a Homicidal Maniac would be a little more stressful, but it isn't really that bad. His couch is comfy too. To be honest, you prefer living here over Isaac's place. In your pjs; meaning your sweatpants because what the fuck are pjs, you mix up a breakfast drink.

boi-smb-fandomstuck:

jthm-fandom:

You hear a shuffling from the kitchen and immediately awaken. This bed is a lot less comfortable and soft than the one you’re used to, but you suppose that’s what a few decades of neglect and use does to a bed. You’re out of it and into some clothes as quickly as possible and within long, you’ve snuck out to the kitchen, peeking out from around the corner… Only to see a topless man standing by the blender, making himself a sort of smoothie. you stare so hard your glasses fall off.

tiNny startled 1 by ChickenwhiteE-EEP!…


"Games, huh? I can relate!" you grin when he cracks a smile at your metaphore, but frown and chuckle sadly when he confesses that game fandoms beat him up. "Y-yeah, game fanbases can be kinda elitist pricks, but they’re not all like that. I ain’t a jerkwad, but maybe it’s ‘cuz my game’s hardcore in a dif—"

What he says catches your attention and you laugh. “Zelda? Tomb Raider’s new? Holy shit, kid, I keep fergettin’ yer not just small, but yer from way back in time. C’mon kid, let’s spend the day learnin’ ya ‘bout some real cool games from the future. We can start with mine, ‘cuz it’s awesome. Ya like platformin’ games, right, kid?”

You stand up from your seat. You WERE going to go for a jog today but this feels much more important. Good thing Nny has mountains of junkfood. This kid will need it all day to keep up with you while you game.

Your eyes light up like Christmas when Meatboy says those words and he has to be blind to not see how excited you are about the prospect.

Oh my Go’, yes! I’ve always won’ered wha’ games’ll be like in ‘e futcha! Are they all ‘n 3-D? Wha’ kinda consoles are they on? Is i’ like in Tron?

You simply can’t contain your excitement and now that you’ve gotten something to eat and drink, you’ve got more than enough energy for it too. Although Meatboy’s right in his assumptions, you’re going to need a LOT of snacks to keep up with him.

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